A/N:This part is dedicated to Insane1, for her many reviews and advice. You told me to go and write this straight away... so I did.
It didn't take Angel long to return to Spike's apartment building. Instead of going into the building and up the stairs like normal people do, Angel climbed up the fire escape. He reached one of Spike's apartment windows and started trying to break it open. Angel liked dramatic entrances. If you saved the world on a daily basis you were entitled to a dramatic entrance every now and then. He could hear loud angry voices coming from inside.
"I still can't believe you went through my stuff!" Sam yelled from exactly the same position she had been standing in before. Spike who had dropped the items in question finally found his tongue and joined in with her yelling session.
"I wouldn't need to if you weren't so secretive!"
"Oh so this is all my fault is it?"
"Dam right. Glad you're finally seeing the light."
"Huh? How in the world is any of this my fault?"
"Well, it wasn't me who ran away from home, it wasn't me who was wandering around LA at night, it wasn't me..."
Sam interrupted him, "Hey, Mister can't keep his nose out of other peoples business. It wasn't ME who was looking through someone else's personal photos."
"Which leads to the question, why do you have a picture of Buffy Summers in your wallet?"
"That's my Mom you idiot! Or can't you read?"
"So you're the Slayer's daughter?" Spike questioned still sceptical.
"How do you know she was a Slayer?"
"I fought her many times. She's bloody impossible to kill" Spike answered not thinking.
"You tried to kill my Mother?!...Why?.... Oh my Gosh. You, You're a Vampire!"
"So what. You're a bloody annoying brat!"
"You're a evil lying monster!"
"Thanks for the compliment pet."
Angel had broken through the window and stood in the living room. He saw the empty pizza box on the table and remembered Fred's comment. Angel started to feel a bit unsure. He then noticed a small carton of cookie dough fudge mint chip ice cream sitting next to the box, it brought back memories and he smiled. Angel turned to look at the other occupants in the room and was disappointed to find that they hadn't noticed his dramatic entrance, hadn't even acknowledged his presence at all. They were too busy exchanging insults.
"Uh, Hello?" Angel said loudly trying to get the pairs attention.
They both turned to glare at him. Spike was the first to speak, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Peaches, to what do I owe this pleasure."
Now that Sam had turned to face him Angel noticed the resemblance to Buffy.
"Buffy?... but..."
"Nah, Ya Poofter. Meet Buffy's daughter, Sam."
"Since when does Buffy have a daughter?"
Angel thought Spike was playing some sort of trick on him and wasn't going to be fooled any longer. He decided they'd done enough talking and lunged at Spike. Before Spike could answer Angel's question he was punched in the jaw. He quickly recovered and managed to block the next swing and aimed a kick at Angel's midsection.
Sam had backed away and was standing against the wall in shock while she watched the two of them go at it. At first she had been worried that Spike would easily kill the man he had called peaches, but now she realised that they were more evenly matched. With horror Sam came to the conclusion that she was in a room with two fighting pissed-off vampires. Her previous anger forgotten she snuck silently out the door. As soon as she was out the door she starting running as fast as she could wanting to put as much distance between herself and that place as she could.
A/N: Will Angel and Spike kill each other? Will they ever find Sam again? Tune in next time. =) Please leave a review. Thanks.